{"id":23,"date":"2009-04-12T17:00:19","date_gmt":"2009-04-12T17:00:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/edgeofthewild.co.uk\/?p=23"},"modified":"2016-12-19T09:42:35","modified_gmt":"2016-12-19T09:42:35","slug":"in-light-and-shadow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/edgeofthewild.co.uk\/2009\/04\/in-light-and-shadow\/","title":{"rendered":"In light and shadow"},"content":{"rendered":"

I tend to find myself reaching for certain lenses more than others, which can restrict my photographic style. For this trip up the River Wye I forced myself to take just one lens: a 70-200mm f2.8 that I don\u2019t use very often. Sometimes, by deliberately restricting the possibilities, I get to discover images that I might otherwise miss, such as these beautiful caustics in the river.<\/p>\n

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I tend to find myself reaching for certain lenses more than others, which can restrict my photographic style. For this trip up the River Wye I forced myself to take just one lens: a 70-200mm f2.8 that I don\u2019t use very often. Sometimes, by deliberately restricting the possibilities, I get to discover images that I… Continue reading In light and shadow<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1305,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/edgeofthewild.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/RG-20090412-028.jpg","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":613,"url":"https:\/\/edgeofthewild.co.uk\/2011\/01\/source-of-the-severn-part-2\/","url_meta":{"origin":23,"position":0},"title":"Source of the Severn (part 2)","date":"Sunday 2 January 2011","format":false,"excerpt":"The view from the kitchen window this morning was quite inspiring, with a light dusting of snow on the hilltops. A trip up to the source of the Severn seemed as good a cure as any for the cabin fever that's been kicking in over Christmas and New Year. 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